""..."
Alright then.
To show her gratitude for Dylan's help today, Hallie prepared lots of delicious food.
At the table, Dylan cast an appreciative glance over the meal before happily picking up his chopsticks to eat.
"Hehe, I did a pretty good job, right? Isn't it tasty?" Hallie asked with a proud expression.
"Yeah, it just goes to show that everyone has at least a few redeeming qualities," Dylan replied.
"..."
What was that supposed to mean?
As Hallie was about to use her chopsticks to serve herself some food, she suddenly found the dish she had prepared to be incredibly unappetizing. Unable to suppress the nausea, she covered her mouth and rushed into the bathroom.
Dylan paused for a moment before hastily getting up and following her.
"Hallie? What happened to you?" he asked worriedly.
